The Imperial Preceptor predicted that a destined daughter would be born. Her smile would bring abundant harvests, and her joy would bring peace and prosperity to the country and the people. When I was born, spring appeared among the dead trees, and hundreds of birds greeted me. Until I was six years old, I accidentally made a wish that butterflies would always accompany me. The next day, the entire imperial capital Butterflies gathered into clouds and flew towards my house, covering the sky. My father's newly married aunt fell unconscious after touching the butterfly powder. My mother covered my mouth tremblingly and whispered in my ear, daughter, promise mother, never wish for anything again.
